Okibi listed back in her chair with a groan as she rolled her neck, listening to the cracks that told her she'd been sitting in one spot for way too long. Her butt was starting to go numb too; not a good sign. Maybe she should stand up and walk around a bit? Yeah, that was a good idea.
Getting to her feet, Okibi walked around the bed that was situated in one of the temporary tents that were set up around the nearly completed and brand new hospital. It never ceased to impress her how even without a proper building to host all their patients and proper surroundings to do all their procedures, the mednin were still able to pull of the miracle of saving a life. Okibi's red and pink eyes strayed sideways, landing on the sleeping form of the boy she'd found at the gates.
Now that he was washed and clean, Okibi realized that he hadnt looked as much like her as she'd first thought. Of course, he had white hair and pink eyes like she did, but that was where the similarities ended. His skin was much darker than hers - although she would admit that hers had been as dark once upon a time - and his hair was rather spikey, whereas hers laid pretty flat upon her head. Okibi meandered to the other side of the boys bed and sat down carefully on the edge. She played with some pieces of her long hair as she studied the boy, just as she had been for the last two hours since his emergency operations had been completed.
He still looked a little worse for wear, but the diamond sands could really do that to a person. With a sigh through her nose, Okibi leaned forward and brushed a piece of the boys thick hair away from his forehead and out of his eyes. How had he ended up in front of the gates in that condition, and alone too? Was his family out there looking for him? Did he even have a family? Okibi considered these things as she leaned back against the beds small headboard, continuously playing with the boys hair.
Where had this mysterious kid come from? And why was he here?
Getting to her feet, Okibi walked around the bed that was situated in one of the temporary tents that were set up around the nearly completed and brand new hospital. It never ceased to impress her how even without a proper building to host all their patients and proper surroundings to do all their procedures, the mednin were still able to pull of the miracle of saving a life. Okibi's red and pink eyes strayed sideways, landing on the sleeping form of the boy she'd found at the gates.
Now that he was washed and clean, Okibi realized that he hadnt looked as much like her as she'd first thought. Of course, he had white hair and pink eyes like she did, but that was where the similarities ended. His skin was much darker than hers - although she would admit that hers had been as dark once upon a time - and his hair was rather spikey, whereas hers laid pretty flat upon her head. Okibi meandered to the other side of the boys bed and sat down carefully on the edge. She played with some pieces of her long hair as she studied the boy, just as she had been for the last two hours since his emergency operations had been completed.
He still looked a little worse for wear, but the diamond sands could really do that to a person. With a sigh through her nose, Okibi leaned forward and brushed a piece of the boys thick hair away from his forehead and out of his eyes. How had he ended up in front of the gates in that condition, and alone too? Was his family out there looking for him? Did he even have a family? Okibi considered these things as she leaned back against the beds small headboard, continuously playing with the boys hair.
Where had this mysterious kid come from? And why was he here?